Whenever she tried going near the bee hive, no matter how much she tried to blend in, they always bit her and stinged her and poked her and did that swarmy thing, which was rather rude. So she was practicing in front of her father, who was the opposite of a bee - so she figured that when he noticed her, she was doing the right thing to sound like a bee.
"Bzzzzz," she said, and her father kept his eyes on the page he was reading in the big newspaper. "Brrrrrrr," she tried, but still nothing. "Zuz!" This was not working.
"MZ!" she tried, to no avail.
"HM!" she put forth, and no response.
Jennica gathered her ample inner strength. "NM!" she hummed at the top of her lungs.
Her father peered over the top of the newspaper. "I hate that," he said. So Jennica went back to play with the bees.
Warder to starry_nite
One day.
May I suggest:
http://onceuponagourd.etsy.com/
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money can't buy you back the love that you had then
ad impenetrum! *NM*
